People tell me that I need to settle down, and that I should find someone to “calm my storm”. Though I do make a mess of me sometimes, I do not need to be calmed.
My storm mustn’t be stopped; it’s the reason why I’m still fighting to see another day.
Because it fights both with me and against me, the current under my sea swirling and bringing up my thoughts and ideas throughout me, bringing me life and soul and purpose.
I will never sedate it. It is my chaos and calm.
It is who I am and where I’ve been and is brewing up who I will become.
No mortal will ever take that away from me.
For one day I shall learn to harness it.
And I will be unstoppable.
Chasing the light... sometimes you catch it a little differently than what you had in mind in the first place. Love the color... if these walls could talk I can only imagine the stories they would tell.
Nestled in the heart of the Coastal Mountains, the Wendy Thompson hut provides access to a vast array of alpine terrain perfect for ski touring. @michaeloverbeck and I spent yesterday skiing the area around the hut, taking a quick pitstop to enjoy a snack in the warmth
This photo of a Lynx in #ridingmountainnationalpark was taken at 1/60 with a 700mm focal length, which is why the front paw is slightly blurred.
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Because I could use a little more color in my life these days.
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Lynx seem to do one of two things on the very rare times that I have managed to see one. They either trot off into the woods, not to be seen again for weeks, or they sit around uncaring as to my presence for a few minutes, and then trot off into the woods not to be seen again for weeks. I have never seen an adult Lynx run. They are cats, and just don't get that excited.
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This is the same yearling bear from my last post.
It was interesting to watch this bear as she remembered exactly where to go however she was unsure what to do next. When she was here the previous year as a cub mom would have caught the salmon.
As she made her way down the river she sniffed at the spawned salmon even pawing at a few. She was jumpy when the fish were splashing which is what I often notice with cubs.
Before making an attempt at catching a salmon she did something I didn't expect and laid right down in the leaves.
For those of you that saw my story she is the cub at the front. Where she decided to lay down on this day was the same spot mom would deliver salmon to the cubs.
Maybe a bit like returning home from college and hoping mom would put dinner on the table :)